Bow Down

The name is Vincent, Prince Vincent to you, peasant. I don't have to give satisfaction to anyone... I do what I want, and you can do nothing but obey my orders.

[vincentofslovakia]

audratheforgotten:

“So you’re the fiancé. She refused to tell me anything about you. It was all very strange.”

The one and only. It’s kind of complicate, between us, you know.

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

Right, you’re right… Sorry, how stupid of me. I-… I have to go.

Don’t!

[vincentofslovakia]

shy-prince-keith:

*Clears hit throat*

Just look at me, I’m shaking of fear.

[vincentofslovakia]

audratheforgotten:

“Ah so you know my cousin. I’m sure your charms work far better on her.”

I do know your cousin. She’s my fiancée! I don’t like to brag, but I took her breath away couple of times.

[vincentofslovakia]

dauphin-de-france:

Non, and why are you in here? Finally getting that rake pulled from your ass?

Nah, I was going to take some boxes of painkillers. So, why you’re here?

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

I’m.. I left because I couldn’t handle it, I’m in love.

With you. I’m in love with you, Vincent.

How that happened? You must be out of your mind.

[vincentofslovakia]

audratheforgotten:

“Audra of Lithuania. Lovely to meet you, and that’s your exit cue.”

Tell me Audra of Lithuania. Are all women in Lithuanina as beautiful as you and Sal?

[vincentofslovakia]

audratheforgotten:

“You being a perfect stranger is a good enough reason.”

My name might not be so stranger. I’m Vincent of Slovakia.

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

Of course I cared! I’m in-… Well thank you for caring. Right… How are you?

You’re what? Tell me Salumeya.... I want to know.

[vincentofslovakia]

dauphin-de-france:

Finally out of the infirmary. I can see not much has changed.

Aw, have you broken your nail?

[vincentofslovakia]

audratheforgotten:

Why shouldn’t I?

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

I… I didn’t think you’d care. You… You don’t mean that, you’re just surprised, I- I’ve been away and you’re just happy to see a familiar face, right?

I didn’t think you would care either when I was in coma... Right, you’re just a familiar face, nothing more than that.

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

Maybe it’s the frown, it doesn’t suit you.

I needed to leave for a while… It was getting overwhelming…

Why? Why didn’t you even leave a note for me. I... Fuck... I missed you Salumeya.

[vincentofslovakia]

salumeyaoflithuania:

Easy there tough guy, I’m back safe and sound.

You look awful, what’s up with that?

That’s quite obvious. 

I don’t look awful. I’m magnificent as usual, I’m just pissed you left without letting me know first.

[salumeyaoflithuania-blog]

“Hello? Is anybody there?”

[vincentofslovakia]

Don’t you ever dare to leave me again.

[ariaofsanmarino]

She had been talking shakespearian all day. Her mind was so filled with Macbeth’s and Henry’s she hadn’t even thought about what she was wearing- or more so, what she wasn’t. His smile made her smile as well, “My tongue moves fast than my mind often times so you may regret saying that later.” Aria laughed.

[vincentofslovakia]

His grin grew wider as he took a step inside her room. ‘’Your tongue moves faster, hm?’’, he chuckled lightly, as he discreetly closed the door behind them. ‘’Tell me more about you... Do you always like to walk in your panties very often?’’

[ariaofsanmarino]

“To be, or not to be–that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To die, to sleep–No more– and on and on he goes about sadness and death and blah blah blah” She mumbled to herself, pacing around her room.

“Finally, Ophelia enters and OH, what a nobl-” She swung herself around only to find another figure in her doorway, abruptly stopping her soliloquy. “I’m so sorry! Was I being too loud?”

[vincentofslovakia]

Vincent was walking back to his room when he heard some girl quoting some boring play he had to make an essay on some boring class. He just glanced inside the room, not so interested on her until he saw her outfit. He leaned against the door way, not caring of what she was saying, but the way she walked around on the room. She turned around and he grinned at her question. ‘’Don’t be sorry... I like loud girls’’